Winter blahs. It’s cold and wet. No fun of any kind. And my son is home sick, destroying his toys. Blah.
On days like these the prospect of a fire in the fireplace and a warming beverage sounds lovely. The manse, of course, had been stripped of working fireplaces sometime during her history as a boarding house. Probably after the fire that hardened the roof timbers. Mrs. E. built out new surrounds for the electric grates that we installed. They work well, but don’t really give you that crackling, log fire effect.
What I need is a place like The Tabard Inn, in Washington, D.C.
What about you? How do you get your roaring fire, warming beverage fix these wintery days?